Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

He leaned against the wall, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and said with a smile: "I heard this from Sister Ting last night. Speaking of which, I was almost crushed to death by this fat woman on the bed last night!"

It is said that snakes have their own way, and rats have their own way.

These little gangsters who hang out in the streets are definitely the most well-informed group of people.

Huang Mao, who kept looking at the Junlai Hotel, turned around and cursed: "Fuck, you're the only one who can swallow that fat woman. If it had been anyone else, she would have definitely vomited. Are we going to send the news back now?"

The red afro rejected the proposal and said slowly: "Based on Sister Pheasant Touting's words alone, we can't be completely sure. We have to inquire further. The more detailed information we inquire about, the more benefits we can get."

"Shall I go then? I just made a call. Jun Lai was at the front desk last night, and I am from the same hometown. Before she changes her shift, I will go out in person with my handsome face, and I will definitely get it." Huang Mao laughed and said first I made preparations one step at a time, feeling a little complacent.

The red afro still denied, shaking his head and said: "You go and ask your fellow countrymen directly, there is a possibility of alerting the snake. We need to get the exact information without arousing that person's alert. Otherwise, if this guy runs away, we will not be able to catch him. Even if you get the slightest benefit, you may offend the boss of Dunhuang and die without knowing how.”

Cun Tou threw the cigarette butt on the ground, frowned and cursed: "You Jian'er, when are you going to change your nagging temper? This won't work, that won't work either. What do you think we should do?"

The red afro glanced at the sky and said, "Simple. However, we have to change our image. Follow me."

In less than half an hour, the appearance of the three people changed drastically, and they once again appeared at the entrance of an alley not far from Junlai Hotel.

"Fuck, I've been growing my hair for a long time and finally dyed it blonde, and you actually asked me to cut it!"

Not long ago, he was a guy with yellow hair. Now his hair was not only cut short, but the color was also dyed back.

I just heard him curse and say: "You Jian'er, can you do this? Just these clothes will wipe out all my inventory. If you can't do it, be careful I do something to your sister."

The red afro, known as "You Jian'er", also completely changed his appearance at this time.

Wearing a black suit and holding a briefcase in his hand, he looked well-dressed and looked like a professional elite, a serious kind of person.

"Don't talk about my sister, and don't look at your own moral character. Please listen to me and stop talking later. It's all up to me. You can act as my subordinate. If you succeed this time If we do, we will be prosperous, do you understand?" You Jian'er warned very seriously.

"Is it true that listening to you won't attract anyone's attention?"

The short-haired gangster also took off his messy accessories. He was also wearing a suit and leather shoes. He was carrying a bag on his shoulder, which was filled with old newspapers and looked bulging.

The three of them went to this stop, let alone, it seemed like that.

You Jian'er grinned and said, "Don't worry, I'm a professional! Brothers, let's go!"

Actually, I am an actor.

You Jian'er said to himself in his heart.

Dunhuang Group.

Su Jian led a team of people to the Dunhuang Group headquarters and wanted to talk to Shen Wanchong alone.

Nowadays, gangsters of all sizes are running around the city, which greatly affects the security of the city.

Handong International Airport.

A young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses strode out of the IP channel with a smile on his face.

Behind him, there were six people accompanying him, four men and two women, all of whom acted like strangers should not approach them.

appearance.

A group of seven people walked very fast, but their steps did not appear to be hasty in the slightest.

The leading young man ordered: "Tong Hui and Xu Yao will follow me, and the others will go to Tianrun and try to complete the matters assigned by the young master in the shortest possible time."

"Yes." Except for the man and woman he named, the other four people got into a Hummer and drove away.

The leading young man raised his hand and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "Come on, follow me to meet the person in charge here, and get to know the famous President Fang by the way."

The capable aura of these people alone makes people look at them.

They were the people sent by Yang Yongzhen to negotiate the agency rights for Tianrun's new products.

Needless to say, the identities of the seven people were all from the Yang family in the capital.

But looking at their words and deeds, in addition to Tianrun's product agency rights, this leader cares more about Fang Lin.

Obviously, the purpose of their trip was largely for Fang Lin.

However, Fang Lin, who had just returned to the lakeside villa, was completely unaware.

Although he didn't show up yesterday, many things happened quietly because of him.

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Three young gangsters who had changed their appearance were striding towards Junlai International Hotel in order to inquire about the news and to become successful in the future.

The time when Yau Jian'er and the others came happened to be the time when the hotel's morning and evening shifts alternated.

Due to the delay in changing his clothes, Huang Mao couldn't see his fellow countryman, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

When they stepped into the door of the hotel, the three of them changed their expressions at the same time.

He hurriedly arrived at the front desk, with You Jian'er walking at the front. This time, he also personally executed the so-called 'plan'.

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At this time, You Jian'er looked like a real professional elite and greeted the girl at the front desk very formally.

"Hello, Miss." You Jian'er said directly, with a somewhat anxious tone, "Let's find Mr. Lu who stayed at your hotel the night before yesterday."

"Okay, sir. Please explain the specific matters. Our hotel does not allow non-residents to enter without permission, unless permitted by the guest. Sir, do you need me to inform Mr. Lu for you?" The girl at the front desk followed the normal procedure and talked about the hotel. The rules, the tone are warm and full of distance.

You Jian'er hesitated slightly, and the anxious look on his face became more obvious, and said: "We want to discuss the details of the contract terms with Mr. Lu. Our boss has already communicated with Mr. Lu before."

"Well, okay. I will notify Mr. Lu for you, please wait." The girl at the front desk picked up the landline phone next to her and pressed a few buttons.

At the same time, You Jian'er's eyes quickly passed over the buttons, and he thought to himself: It's done!

Suddenly, he raised his hand to stop the front desk who was about to make a call, and hesitated: "Hey, hey, wait a minute. I'll call our boss first to ask. If Mr. Lu hasn't gotten up yet, we might interrupt him rashly like this." It will cause him dissatisfaction. Sorry, please wait."

As he spoke, he came to the other side of the hall with his yellow hair and short hair, took out his mobile phone and pretended to make a call, his tone was condescending, and he kept nodding.

"Yes, yes, boss, please don't worry, I will definitely handle it. Okay, I understand. Okay, okay..."

You Jian'er pretended to hang up the phone again and turned back to the front desk.

This can be called a wonderful "no real performance", which made people who were very familiar with his yellow hair and short hair a little stunned.

Good guy, when did You Jian'er learn to act?

This is simply countless times better than the little fresh meat on TV!